Chapter 107: An extremely comfortable technique (2/2)

Startled, Han Yunxi blurted, “What?”

“There’s liniment in the package,” he didn’t look up, eyes fixated on her foot.

Han Yunxi finally understood what he meant and searched the brocade package until she found the bottle of liniment from last night.

This fellow even came to deliver medicine.

Han Yunxi suddenly felt a little rueful for being petty and sarcastic. She didn’t dare look at him, but lowered her head to hand over the bottle. Long Feiye opened it up and poured some into his palm, spreading it onto his hands before lifting Han Yunxi’s ankle like he did last night. But this time, his movements were exceptionally gentle.

When he covered her foot with his hand, Han Yunxi felt as if her muscles had come in contact with a block of ice. All of her keen, burning pain disappeared. She subconsciously raised her head to look at him at the same time he looked towards her. When their eyes met, the tips of Han Yunxi’s ears started burning no matter how much she willed them to stop.

Dammit!

She cursed herself in her heart, afraid that Long Feiye would notice.

“Does it hurt like this?” he asked mildly.

The nervous Han Yunxi immediately shook her head. Actually, it did still hurt a tiny bit. Long Feiye then covered a swollen section of his foot with his other hand.

“How about now?”

Coolness surrounded her foot from top and bottom, sinking into the skin. The taut muscles all relaxed, leaving a sense of release in their wake.

“It doesn’t hurt,” Han Yunxi shook her head again, but this time she meant it.

Long Feiye’s hands gently kneaded her foot, but the sensation felt electrifying to Han Yunxi, who suddenly grew goosebumps. His palm was warm, but the liniment was cool, creating a mixture of hot and cold that made for an incomparably comfortable massage. It was a beautiful sensation that Han Yunxi almost couldn’t stand. Long Feiye kept going with his expert hands, gradually using more force. Despite this, Han Yunxi felt no pain, only that her entire foot had relaxed. This really was enjoyable. She slowly closed her eyes and marveled, “So comfy!”

Yet right at this moment, a crash sounded from the door. Long Feiye and Han Yunxi both turned to see Zhao mama standing at the threshold, spilled wine and various delicacies resting by her feet. Zhao mama had been completely shocked by the sight. She’d served His Highness Duke of Qin for so long but never saw him personally apply medicine for someone else, especially a female. And he was even doing massage!

Looking at Zhao mama’s stunned expression, Han Yunxi lowered her head in embarrassment. She somehow felt that she and Long Feiye had done something that shouldn’t be seen. But Long Feiye remained indifferent as ever as he coldly said, “Zhao mama, go get some gauze.”

Zhao mama didn’t move, still struck dumb.

“Still not going?” Long Feiye asked unhappily.

Only then did Zhao mama’s soul return to her body. Anxiously she said, “Yes! Yes! Your servant will right away!”

“Is it better now?” Long Feiye asked simply. There was no frost in his gaze now, but no consideration, either. He seemed to be asking a question of no consequence. Han Yunxi looked at his eyes and suddenly realized that she didn’t understand a thing about this man.

“Better,” she answered truthfully.

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Long Feiye accepted the gauze from Zhao mama and started neatly binding up her foot. Han Yunxi discovered that he was an old hand at wrapping injuries, as if he did it very often. For himself? Or helping others? She was still distracted when Long Feiye finished her bindings, which were only two layers thick.

“This won’t hinder you from putting on your shoe,” he said expressionlessly, still recalling the previous incident. Han Yunxi couldn’t hold back a burst of laughter, causing Long Feiye to crease his brows. “Is there a problem?”

“No, everything’s all right.” How could Han Yunxi dare to tell the truth? She was thinking, if anyone truly married this overprotective man and became his official wife, he’ll probably turn possessive.

Maybe he’d hide the wife in a golden cage, or secrete her in her chambers so no one else could see her face.

Long Feiye didn’t ask any questions, but set her foot back down and tossed her the liniment with a mild tone. “It’s not a serious issue. Apply this again tomorrow. Don’t get your foot wet and don’t walk around too much.”

“Un,” Han Yunxi nodded. In a flash, the well-known physician had suddenly turned into a docile patient. Long Feiye rose and prepared to leave. He had no real intentions of staying for dinner.

“How goes Your Highness’s investigation into the Han Family?” Han Yunxi asked anxiously.

“Nothing yet,” Long Feiye replied, but didn’t stop walking. Han Yunxi didn’t look over or ask any more, but lowered her eyes as she listened to his footsteps, lost in thought.

Suddenly, Long Feiye spoke. “Any progress on the matter with the tea leaves?” Immediately, Han Yunxi looked up, only to see that he’d halted by the door to look back at her.

“There’s been some progress. I’m going with the young general to the Celestial Fragrance Teashop tomorrow,” she hastened to reply.

Long Feiye nodded. He asked no more questions, but turned and left. Only after his form disappeared did Han Yunxi slowly turn around, looking at all the dishes set on the table. It wasn’t clear what she was so foolishly happy about, but she suddenly burst out in another fit of laughter. Zhao mama watched from one side, baffled. The duke hadn’t stayed for dinner, but esteemed wangfei was still so thrilled?

She nervously asked, “Esteemed wangfei, these dishes are all cold. How about this old servant take them away to warm them up?”

“No need.” Han Yunxi picked up her chopsticks. Her appetite seemed to have improved, because she ate and drank big mouthfuls of rice and soup.

On this night, the lanterns in Long Feiye’s quarters remained burning while Han Yunxi leaned against her bedroom window, sitting in her chair to ponder over questions before inexplicably falling asleep…

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[1] a good woman won’t fight with an ancient man (好女不跟古男斗) – haonǚ bugen gunan dou, a reverse play/parody on the popular saying, “a good man won’t fight with a woman” (好男不跟女斗), used by the speaker to indicate a superior advantage that prevents them from tussling with an inferior foe.